A heart is pricked with arrows of bitterness
Today seems no better than yesterday
A wound in my heart is a breaking news
My voice lies dead in a ballot box
I no longer cry tears but blood
By the roadside she cried and wept
Her strength was sapped and drained by hunger
Birth pains developed, sharp pricking sensation cut her
A cry of new born was heard, a cry of Black Man
I saw her eyes turn red her body became cold
If I were to smile, tears would betray me
No medication, no towels, no food, no water...
A new creature didn\'t survive, it cashed in its chips
Gunshots were heard, bullets became breakfast
Vultures gathered, carrions become their feast
Like floods, life carried us in refugee camps
Strange disease sprung up, a cry of Black Man was heard
Newspapers were written, writers were employed
People died like flies, human heart became calloused
It began with a vote, all hopes were shattered
A cry of a black man ,is a cry of change
To set the mind free from cages of war
A light is shining on a black land, if only people can see
Space stations on a black land , can become a breaking news
It begins with a positive mind, yes it can be done.